Laugh a Little

On the way to school, my younger son tells me that his teacher's in Czech-ripply (Czech Republic). Czech-ripply. Adorable, eh? He also observes a street sign and asks me to explain. I tell him that it says if people throw their trash on the road, they have to paid $1,000. He thinks for a minute. Then he says, matter-of-factly, "Well, I can't pay that. I don't have a $1,000. I only have pennies."